One Month

It's been a month since our Grandpa Ben passed away. We think of him often & remember many good times together. I liked this poem that was shared with us recently...

Miss Me

When I come to the end of the Road

and the sun has set for me,

I want no rites in a gloom filled room.

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little - but not too long

And not with your head bowed low.

Remember the love that we once shared;

Miss me - But let me go.

For this is a journey we all must take

and each must go alone;

It's all part of the Master's Plan,

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick at heart,

Go to the friends we know.

And bury your sorrow in doing good deeds;

Miss me - But let me go.

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